A Random Midnight Walk Through Amman and Why 18.91°C Feels Like a Lie

woke up at 3am wondering if amman still exists and then realized i just checked and it's 18.91 degrees here right now which is like a lukewarm blanket around you but not enough to stop your thoughts from racing. i’m sitting here in a hostel on a street corner pretending i’m not checking the weather app every 10 minutes. the feels_like is 17.85 which makes sense because i’ve been sweating from thinking about brewing coffee with locals but also freezing my ass off when the wind hits. pressure’s 1010 which sounds scientific but really just means amman’s being stubborn about handing me a real summer.



the neighbors here are a myth. some people say they’re just people living their lives but i’ve heard rumors they’re all secretly part of a plan to make tourists question their life choices. one guy wandered into my hostel yesterday whispering about ‘that coffee shop that’s actually good’ and then vanished. i don’t know if he’s a prophet or just drunk. if you get bored, riyadh is a 3-hour drive and honestly you should just go. i’ll text you the directions.



>, quotes become dangerous here. >"the best falafel in amman is in a place that smells like regret," one tourist claimed, >"conversations here are 30% haggling and 70% existential dread," another drunk hostel night told me. not sure if that’s gossip or just the general vibe. i’d trust neither.



i’ve been to the souks enough times to know they’re basically a pyramid scheme for scarves. someone told me last week that the real merch is in the alleys and they’re right. i found a textile shop that sold me a shirt for 5 euros that looked like it belonged in a saudi oil museum. quantum leap vibes.



here’s a map if you’re stupid enough to follow it. [maps.google.com/maps?q=31.9892,44.9247&z=12&output=embed] doesn’t help. i’m still lost but also okay with that. the images below are just random shots i took while pretending to people watch. one of them might actually be a cat. who knows?

there’s a yelp page for this street i’m on called ‘the spot where everyone crosses paths’ but i haven’t found it yet. probably because i’m terrible at yelp. tripadvisor says the coffee here is ‘okay but the barista is a wild card’ which is fair. i heard that from a guy who was clearly hallucinating after 4 cups. unreliable sources but i’m taking notes anyway.



the real win here is that 38% humidity feels like a tease. it’s not too hot but also not dry enough to make you forget you’re alive. i didn’t sleep last night but i’m stitching a commemorative patch for this confusion. tags it says amman. vibe. messy. human. i’ll sell it for 2 euros.



p.s. if you’re reading this from another city, don’t. just don’t. the numbers 1368864006 and 99762 mean nothing. they’re just distractions. like that friend who kept asking about the weather during our last playlist. same deal.

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